Scylla, why I declare. I’m glad you like what you see, Sugar, but I could have sworn I was wearing some cut off blue jean shorts just a minute ago. It must be real dark in here, or someone’s farther along in this drinkin’ game than I am.
[celestina turns toward the bar]
Hey bartender! Where’s my drink, hon? I’ve got to catch up with my host here.
Oh, and lno, even though I know better, every time I see you name, hon, I keep thinking it is Ino What’s your name stand for, if you don’t mind my askin’.
Now, Airman, I drove your wife down to Chicago. Right now, you owe me a beer, not some insults. Or, y’know, you could mosey on over behind Scylla with that pool cue in hand…
Aww, hell, ain’t nobody here but a bunch of cringing toadies of the Ruling Class! I been thumped by Oakland cops, I don’t scare easy. Besides, I saw you back there sneaking that Karpov vodka into the Absolut bottle.
Well, hello there, darlin’! So nice to meet a woman that doesn’t have a funny accent. What do you say we have a couple shots of tekeela and I’ll show you how to make a bong out of a beer bottle and a Yankee’s skull.
It must be real dark in here, or someone’s farther along in this drinkin’ game than I am.